Are good grades worth all the hard effort?

Sara Yen

The drawing is of a test grade with a questioning remark, “good?”. Teachers write encouraging marks on high grades, but the question here conveys that the sacrifice of joy to get that grade might not have been worth it.

by Sara Yen, Reporter

Two weeks ago, I anxiously awaited my semester one report card. Soon after the clock turned to 5 p.m., I hastily clicked on the bright blue button to download my grades.

Once the PDF opened in another tab, my eyes pored over each box of the table grid of grades, absorbed into the screen. I had done better than any report card I had in middle school; yet, for some reason, I felt hollow, empty, and definitely not as joyful as I would have been in the past.

Although I was proud of myself and my efforts, I kept on questioning myself for the next few days: Was all the hard work I put myself through worth it?   

The initial happiness I felt when my hard work was rewarded with good grades eventually faded away and I was left burnt out, tired of staying up late and dedicating almost all my free time to school.

Throughout the first semester, I fully believed that since now I was in high school, everything mattered more than ever before. Without fail, I pushed myself to finish every homework assignment ahead of time and study as much as I could to cram information into my jam-packed brain.

I would criticize myself over every mistake I made on tests and every time I was distracted instead of doing homework. Constantly, I pushed myself to do better and better until I felt miserable when I could not reach my own expectations.

However, recently I promised to be more forgiving to myself. I’m human; sometimes I need a break to relax and enjoy life besides doing homework every minute. I’m okay with wasting time to play Words With Friends on Facebook in the library or watch YouTube late at night if it means I’m happier. Putting my well-being above all else has made me less stressed and more motivated to go to school.

I still strive to do my best, but I obsess less with the small details of everything. In the long run, I won’t even remember those calculation errors on my math tests or wrong conjugations on Latin grammar quizzes. I acknowledge my mistakes but remind myself that the past is behind me; all I can do is focus on the future.